Jian Saburo took a few steps back before he stood firm, he bit his lip, "The three kings asked me about my youth, what do you want?" Do you want to say, I'm not Jian Ning? Do you say I'm the kind of monster who can draw skin, and I have drawn the same face as Jian Ning? ”

Jiang Yanzhi glanced at him with disdain, "Don't use your poor head to fantasize about this king." You don't take a demon mirror to look at yourself, a goblin who can draw skin, what do you want to paint like you? ”

"Does he envy that your shaking head and reciting poems is not hard, or does he think that you don't smile and have fewer wrinkles?"

"Now, Madame Jane, do you still think that the person standing in front of you is Jian Ning?"

Mrs. Jane's tears flowed down her eyes, "I have feelings, I have feelings, three years ago, as soon as he came back, I felt it, he is different from before." ”

"Ning'er was stubborn in the past, but she was the most careful. He knew that I liked to eat vegetarian snacks, and he liked the most marginal ones of the steamer, which had a different taste from the others; Later, Ning'er was filial to everything, and she bought all Sufangzhai's dim sum, but the taste was different......"

"And I, Ning'er, like to play with me the most. We don't speak, I play the piano, he plays the flute, and we can understand each other's meanings. Later, Ning'er couldn't understand my piano sound. Do you remember? That time, I was playing the piano in the Lake Center Pavilion, and I saw you coming, and I stroked some messy sounds. ”

"Come up and ask me, Mother, are you sick...... I beware that my heart is like a knife. I'm saying, Ning'er, the wind is strong in the lake, bring clothes to A-Niang......"

Min Weixiu twitched the corners of her mouth, she understood who Jian Ning's heartless temperament was like!

It's definitely like his own mother!

Who would be so cold that they wouldn't shout for people to get their clothes, or talk and play the piano! It's too embarrassing!

If it was her aunt, she would have opened her throat and shouted, "Weixiu, bring the cloak to the old lady!" ”

"But, but if you look at this face, look at this face, it's clearly my Ning'er! Why isn't he my Ning'er? ”

"Near northern Xinjiang, there is a Zhuo County, the son of the county commander, named Du Hui."

As soon as Jian Saburo heard the name Du Hui, his whole person was cold.

Du Hui was young and promising, but his father was falsely imprisoned, and his career was hopeless. When he was looking for death, he was rescued by Janine. It's also strange that the two are exactly the same, like a mother and twins. “

Speaking of this, Mrs. Jane still didn't understand anything, and suddenly burst into tears, "Where is my Ning'er? Where's my Ning'er? ”

Jiang Yanzhi sighed, took the small wooden box from Min Weixiu's hand, and cautiously handed it over to Mrs. Jane's arms.

Madame Jane trembled her hands and lay on the wooden box and wept.

Jian Saburo bit his lip, his voice was a little dry, "Mother, this is just the words of the three kings, he doesn't have any evidence." ”

Jiang Yanzhi glanced at him, "If Du Hui is still alive and dares to beat the drum, I will retry his father's old case." You know, I am in charge of Dali Temple, and I have the power to re-investigate old cases. ”

Jian Saburo's eyes turned red, "I'm Du Hui, not Jian Ning." It was I who killed him, I poisoned him with arsenic, and threw him to the bottom of a cliff. It's me who is sorry for him. Please also ask the three kings, you must wash away my father's grievances, he is innocent, he was wronged. I thought that if I replaced Jian Ning and became an official, I would be able to overturn the case. ”

"But I can't do it at all, I'm old-fashioned, and I'm afraid that I'll be found out too much. was assigned to the Chongwen Pavilion, and he couldn't get in touch with the criminal law at all. Without the Dali Temple officials transferring the files, it would have been impossible to retry the old case. Three kings, I beg you to ......"

Before he could finish his words, Jane's privy envoy slapped him in the face hard.

There was a heavy pop, and the whole room fell silent.

Jane's Privy Envoy's voice trembled a little, "No matter how bad Jian Ning is, that's also my son!" If you want to avenge your father, why don't you ask Jian Ning for help, my son I know, you tell him, he will definitely come back and beg me. ”

Du Hui covered his face, "Dad, no, uncle...... I was desperate at that time, like a frightened bird, and I really didn't believe anyone, and when I replaced Jian Ning, I realized that what he said to me that day was serious...... I also regret it, I can only be doubly good to my mother, my father, and Yingying, but I ......"

"I'm sorry Janing, I'm sorry ......"

Jian Shu's envoy wiped his eyes and never looked at Du Hui again.

He walked past him, walked in front of Jiang Yanzhi, and said softly, "Ning'er is dead, how did the three kings learn about these things?" The old man had long heard that the three kings could see ghosts and gods. But I'm Ning'er, I'm Ning'er, he'......"

"Three kings, is there any way for me to meet Ning'er?" As he spoke, he looked behind Jiang Yanzhi, looked east and west, and saw a red plum tree until he froze.

"Three kings, I'd rather be under the red plum tree. Although he is a boy, he seems to have been born in the wrong place, and he likes gorgeous clothes the most, likes those humming and chirping songs, and likes flowers and willows. ”

"I've always regretted that I pushed too hard to force my Ning'er into something he didn't like."

Hearing this, Min Weixiu's tears flowed down.

She touched her belly, pregnancy is really bad, she always wants to cry......

Looking at Jian Ning standing under the plum tree, she was already crying into a tearful person.

She took out a bottle of cow tears from her arms and handed it to Jiang Yanzhi.

Maybe the little green donkey was too ugly, and he liked to pout his ass and sing, and the cow was angry and cried, but yesterday they received a big bottle of cow tears.

After the Jian family got together for a while, Jiang Yanzhi reminded, "Privy Envoy Jian, I'm afraid Jian Ning's time is running out. ”

His wish has been fulfilled, there is no reason, lingering in the world any longer, it is time to go to reincarnation.

In just a moment, his figure has become fading and fading, so faint that it is about to disappear.

Jian Ning was stunned for a moment, looked at his hand, he wiped his tears, and said with a smile, "Daddy and Auntie, Ning'er will sing you the last song." ”

As he spoke, he took a few steps back, stood far away under the plum tree, and began to sing.

sang the song of Queqiao Immortal that moved his name in the capital.

Singing and singing, all of a sudden, there were three broken gong voices, Min Weixiu turned his head to look over, and saw the three men with national characters in the Jian family, learning Jian Ning's posture, singing Queqiao Immortal word by word.

Although they sang absurdly and unpleasantly, they sang very well, and there was nothing wrong with a word, and it was obvious that they were often practicing secretly in private on weekdays.

Jian Ning listened and smiled, he felt that this was the most beautiful Queqiao Immortal he had heard in his life.